I’m not so good at being put on the spot. I am hoping that this might some day change but for now, every workshop puts…
“If your life flashed before your eyes, what’d you think you’d see?” When it came to the concept of a self-portrait my mind immediately went…
Do you see me? Its been a while since I last experienced symptoms of panic, which was one of the reasons why it caught me…
Coming into the workshop week three, I found myself expectant. Like that feeling you get entering a cinema to see a film you’ve heard mixed…
along this road no one goes this autumn eve… During the week 2 workshop we were directed to create a visual haiku, the limitations…
I think straight off the bat it says a lot about me when I reflect on how I approached the topic of painting my own…
With the Yarra river so close to my house I have found that it has become a source of solace for me. In the mornings…
Every one of my mornings is tainted by the steady mechanical heartbeat of our coffee machine bequeathing my father with the gift of energy and…
visiting Seoul Forest, Rowan and I came across an old piano which, miraculously (as it was left outdoors and it had been snowing quite heavily prior…